Filthy rich werewolves novel Chapter 193

However, compared to the nauseating sensation, she was more afraid of losing her luxurious lifestyle. She was afraid of needing to live like a regular person—working a fixed job from nine to five and becoming prudent when buying luxurious things.

Maria Martin feared to lead that sort of life.

For Maria, she thought of herself as someone who should rightfully lead the upper class life while looking down at Grace and others of her kind. Now that Grace had witnessed her currying up to a fatty, the anger in her heart heightened.

“Maria, do you know her?” the short and chubby man next to Maria Martin asked.

“Yeah. She just came out of jail not too long ago and now works as a road sweeper!” Maria viciously revealed Grace’s identity before looking at the manager. “Since when does Royal Court allow even a street cleaner to dine here?”

Jason’s back was facing Maria, so she did not see him.

Unfortunately, the manager could!

Right now, he was trembling in fear and wished that he could chase Maria out of the restaurant right away.

The manager saw something bright and dangerous flash in Mr. Reed’s eyes.

It looked unnatural!

“It is not up to you to decide who can come in to dine at our restaurant. I hope that you will apologize to this lady here!” the manager said to Maria.

Maria wanted to explode in a rage that instant. She was supposed to apologize to Grace? What a joke!

“Don’t you want to keep your job?” She spat angrily before leaning pitifully on the middle-aged man next to her. “Mr. Grant, this man wants me to apologize to a road sweeper. How absurd!”

Mr. Grant was about to say something when he heard a crisp and cold voice. “What is the big deal with an apology? Even if you need to kneel, you should do it.”

She was looking for trouble when there was none. Of all people she had to scold, she scolded the person next to Jason!

“Mr. Reed, it’s just a misunderstanding! A misunderstanding!” Mr. Grant quickly explained as beads of sweat formed on his forehead.

“Misunderstanding?” Jason’s cold gaze swept across Mr. Grant. “If misunderstandings are easily formed in this world, then there are going to be plenty of misunderstandings circulating.”

Mr. Grant’s expression sank as his flesh trembled.

Maria looked dumbfounded. Although she did not know who this man was, she knew that he was not a simple character if Mr. Grant was being this careful with his interaction.

At that moment, she noticed that Grace’s hand was interlocked with that man’s.